On the day after my roommate, Tonia and I watched each other masturbate, I went for a very long swim in the campus pool. Swimming was my usual form of exercise and relaxation. That morning, I swam the most laps that I had done since I stopped training for competition.

When I emerged from the pool, exhausted but relaxed, I sat on the edge for a while catching my breath. The swim had calmed me, but thoughts of the previous evening still lurked. I was still not sure what this erotic encounter in an otherwise platonic relationship meant for me, or for us as friends.

“Here you are,” announced Tonia as she sat beside me and trailed her feet in the water.

My friend was in her usual swimsuit, a navy-blue one-piece. It was about as skimpy as could safely contain Tonia’s ample curves. Her large, soft boobs were pretty visible through the top’s plunging neckline, inspiring memories of what they had looked like naked.

“Actually, I just finished my swim. Have to get going soon,” I told her, my eyes quite unabashedly enjoying the view.

“That’s fine. I have Aquafit in a few minutes. Just saw you here and thought I should pay a visit. We kind of missed each other this morning.”

“You left pretty early,” I pointed out.

“I had to finish prepping a presentation before my morning class. Should have worked on it last night but didn’t feel like it after… um,” Tonia paused, then finished, “You know.”

She winked.

“How are you feeling? About, you know?” I asked, winking back.

Tonia sighed and answered, “A bit confused, but good.”

“Confused how?”

“I’m just not sure where we stand,” she told me, “Are we still ‘just friends’ or does this move us to another plane?”

“Same as me, then.”

“I see my instructor. We can talk tonight,” Tonia said, starting to get up.

“I have an evening class so it will be late.”

“That’s cool. I won’t be in bed too early anyway. Got lots of work to do.”

Tonia walked away towards her group. I watched my friend go, admiring the gentle rocking of her large, shapely bum. Thoughts of what my friend’s ass would feel like under my fingers danced in my head. Then I got up and walked to the showers.

No one else was in the shower, so I played with my dick a bit as warm water rinsed my body. Ogling Tonia’s boobs and ass, remembering the sight of her stripping, had stirred things up. I heard some voices in the change room and I quickly stopped. My cock was partly erect as I walked out of the shower.

It was a long day after that. Two afternoon classes, a lab, and an evening class. At least that kept my mind off Tonia. Mostly.

When my evening class ended, it was almost nine-thirty. The prof was usually pretty good about wrapping up early, but this night had been exceptionally long. I yawned and stretched before collecting my stuff.

In the hall outside, Tonia was waiting. She wore a short plaid skirt and a white blouse; a traditional “schoolgirl” look. While my friend had gone to a private high school for a couple of years, I had not seen her in a uniform in a while.

“Still fits. Sort of,” I noted after looking her over.

The blouse was a bit tight over the bust and the skirt was definitely shorter than regulation, but I was not about to complain about either.

“I remember you being rather smitten with me in uniform back in the day, so I put together an appropriate outfit,” Tonia responded.

“It is a rather nice look on you,” I said, eyes on her thick thighs, bare above the knee-high socks.

“Anyhow, it is time for our special tutorial, Neil,” she said, a gleam in her bright eyes, “I have found us a classroom where we can … study.”

Tonia winked, then led me down a side hall full of classrooms. I wondered what kind of “studying” was supposed to happen.

“The cleaners?” I asked, suspecting what she had in mind.

“They don’t do this building until later,” she whispered as she opened the door.

When the door and blinds were shut, Tonia sat up on a desk with a grin on her face. Her skirt hiked up, and I realized she was probably not wearing anything underneath.

“Are you sure about this?” I asked nervously, “I mean, I thought we were going to talk about last night first.”

“I was thinking about last night all day,” Tonia replied in a low, sultry tone, “And it made me wet.”

“Hence the lack of panties?”

Tonia pulled the front of the skirt all the way up, giving me a clear view. She caressed her pussy and gave me a lascivious grin. I stepped up between Tonia’s legs and started undoing her blouse.

“How far are we going this time?” I asked as I worked at the buttons.

Her tits came into view, nestled in a pink bra.

“Let’s see what happens,” Tonia responded.

When her blouse was undone, I got my hands around back and unfastened her bra clasp. Lifting the cups, I feasted my eyes on the voluminous boobs beneath.

“So, am I allowed to touch?” I asked, a bit hesitant to go further.

“That’s what I really wanted last night. To touch each other.”

Taking Tonia’s boobs in my hands, I began to gently knead them. Her soft flesh felt nice under my fingers.

As I played with her tits, Tonia undid my jeans. She slid them and my underwear down, then took my cock in her hand. Gently, my friend fondled it as I continued my exploration of her boobs. My cock stiffened at my friend’s gentle touch. Tonia wrapped her fingers around it and slowly stroked me.

I reached under my friend’s skirt to run a finger along her slit. Tonia was already wet, as promised. I slid the finger inside, fucking her with it while using my thumb to caress the hood of her clitoris.

“In my purse,” Tonia whispered.

I checked the purse and found her dildo inside. Taking it out, I rubbed the head along Tonia’s wet slit, then pushed the big purple toy inside. Part of me wished it was my cock, part of me just loved the idea that we were doing this to each other. Tonia moved a little as I slid the dildo back and forth inside her.

By now, my cock was rock hard and starting to ooze precum. Tonia swiped a bead from the tip and licked it off her finger. Then she resumed stroking me. I realized that I was probably running out of time.

“What happens when I cum?” I asked, realizing we could leave quite a mess if we weren’t careful.

“Depends where you cum, doesn’t it?” she answered, giving my cock a squeeze.

“Do you have a preference?”

Tonia looked thoughtful for a moment.

“I don’t know. Boobs? Mouth?”

She left off the obvious one. I decided that maybe my friend was not ready for that yet. I slid the dildo free and stepped back.

Tonia pulled a chair out and motioned me into it. She knelt before me; her attention focused on my stiff cock. My friend licked it up and down several times, then circled the head with her tongue before taking it between her full, red lips. Tonia wasted no time taking my cock deep into her mouth. I was seven inches long but not thick, so I guess that was manageable for her.

As Tonia sucked me, her hand was busy between her legs, playing with her pussy. She must have already been pretty aroused after being fucked with the dildo. Releasing my cock, my friend took the dildo from me. Tonia slid it back into her pussy, then resumed sucking me.

This was a step up from the previous evening. I was aroused to a very intense state, but Tonia kept backing off, trying to draw things out so I didn’t cum too quickly. Finally, though, the inevitable happened.

Tonia must have sensed it coming. She released my cock and positioned it over her tits. As she stroked me with her fingers, my friend kept fucking herself with the dildo.

Throwing my head back, I practically howled as a creamy load blasted out on to Tonia’s boobs. It was an incredibly intense orgasm that had me shaking and moaning until my seed slowed to a trickle.

Getting up from the floor, Tonia handed me the dildo, which was slick and wet from being in her aroused pussy. Still a bit woozy, I nonetheless got behind my friend as she bent over a desk, thrusting out the gorgeous ass I had admired earlier. I drove the toy back into its natural home, fucking Tonia’s pussy mercilessly with it. At the same time, I massaged her clit with a finger.

Soon, my friend was howling her own cries of joy. Her juices ran out around the fake cock, which was probably the only thing that kept Tonia from squirting. I swept some up with a finger and licked it off. That got me wondering when I would finally get a chance to taste her as she had me.

I removed the dildo and Tonia straightened up. My cum had run down her tits when she was bent over, dripping on to the desk.

“Fuck, you look hot like that,” I said, leaning back against a neighbouring desk.

Tonia smiled and responded, “So do you. Let’s clean up and go home.”

Ever resourceful, Tonia had a couple of rags in her backpack that we used as cloths to wipe up. Then she tied them in a plastic bag.

“I’ll use the garbage outside. Might be too obvious as in room garbage,” Tonia said as we put our clothing back in place.

We walked home rather than taking the bus. It was a half-hour walk but the evening was warm, and the streets were quiet.

“I guess that’s the end of us being ‘platonic’, eh,” I said after we had walked in silence for a while.

“I hope so. I guess I do owe you a bit of a confession, though,” Tonia answered.

We stopped and faced each other.

“A confession about what?” I asked, puzzling over her statement.

My friend took a deep breath, then told me, “I kind of set us up for all this. At least I tried to create the conditions for it to happen. When I suggested we room together, I already had the idea of it being a way to get intimate with you.”

I pondered that for a minute.

“And catching you masturbating yesterday? That was a setup, too?” I asked, still digesting her words.

“Not planned, no,” Tonia answered with a chuckle, “But I certainly realized it was an opportunity and guided where things went afterwards. I am so sorry, Neil. I am not normally that manipulative, or at least I don’t want to be. I just wanted to get closer to you, to finally realize my desire for you.”

My friend was near to tears by the end. Smiling, I took her in my arms. The feel of that soft body against me had me wishing we were naked.

“It’s okay, Tonia,” I assured her, “I’ve had a thing for you on and off, too. I just never felt ready to express it. You opened the door yesterday. You acted while I just fantasized.”

“So, it’s okay?” my friend asked.

“It’s very okay.”

Tonia and I kissed our first real kiss, letting it linger for a long time. Then we continued our way home. For the first time in our many years of friendship, we were holding hands as we walked.